So he doesn’t want her to die. He just wants her to be punished for treason by being shot until she is no longer living. But. He doesn’t want her to die. Those are different things, you see.

Are we still supposed to be mad at Mel Gibson? When all that happened, I felt like he was more of a really troubled drunk than an actual bigot.

Yoda, correct you are.

You guys make fun but I find her inspiring. And stunning & brave.

We know that our words and actions matter. Donald & I will take that same approach to our jobs as president and first lady because we know that our words and actions matter, not just to our girls, but the children across this country. Kids who tell us I saw you on TV, I wrote a report on you for school. Kids like the…

Seriously, this is not going to happen on any level.

“...and hand out liquor and marijuana in the city’s “ghetto” on Election Day to induce residents to stay home.”

He is such a piece of hot flaming garbage.

I will admit it. I have been saying since the beginning that there is no way he will actually be elected. He’s a joke.

I never thought a Presidential Election could actually cause me severe anxiety and actual depression at the same time...four years ago, I remember loving Herman Cain, Rick Perry, etc’s ridiculous moments as I knew they were finite and everything would be ok.

Leah did not come to play.

He chose the wrong woman, too. She went off on him. He actually ran away.

So, any politicians out there going to call this guy a terrorist? If he was Muslim you know you would. If he had been waving the flag of Islam and then started killing police? You absolutely would. So, how about this guy? Anyone? Anyone at all? Yeah, didn’t fucking think so. Cowards.

“sounds like sad attempts at French, Greek, English, and (oddly) Australian accents were combined with Elmer’s glue and not allowed enough time to dry.”

#HappyHalloween

This is some major Gift of Fear shit and it made every hair I have stand up. You are so, so, so lucky you got out of there alive.

I’ve only told this story to my closest friends. I haven’t even confided in my sister (for fear of the obvious shame). Please buckle in because this tale needs to be told in length.